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‚ô• Saturday, September 02, 2006
12:44 AM



I've found myself indulge in reading christian books as a time for me. As for working. I don't like it. Because I can't do it. I just could not. Not that I'm crazy or what but work drive one nuts. Basically, I guess the way I stand so strong to do art. Will never fail me. I learnt how important it is to me. God knows how I love it. Sometimes, when one discriminate it. I'll explain what truly it is all about. God created art. If there isn't God there is no art. Art are things that can't be express in words. They are the inner feelings of one in the inside. I've understood that. I miss God. But yet why I just could not get back to Him. When in the deep waters that I can't swim upwards. A moment of anger. Oh well the book above is one book I'll get after my attachment. I'll import it if I have to. Selah. Pause and reflect. I need it man. My work. argh. super boring. They want me to wear like heels. I'm going to faint. I don't believe in such things. I want to be me. The person God made me to be. to be out painting drawing. Learning in the ways of art from Him. But I just hate this. I'm going botanical gardens tomorrow morning. Be it draw paint or whatsoever. I am just going to do that.Spend time with Him. I want to spend a very very long time with Him. I want to tell Him all that I'm going through. I also want to get another book
are there any dancers in the house? when I was young I learnt ballet. Believe it or not been through those exams anyway. Doubting right. heh. Whatever it is. Dancing it's beautiful I'll never deny it especially when I was young I had to sit there and watch mum and dad dance. They are just wonderful just that they stop what they are that just weird or perhaps I missed this kind of moments. alright. life is beautiful. God brought me through this 5 days. 6 more weeks to go. I'll survive.